Marvel's Reborn Mecha Empire

"Three rifles and one machine gun. I tried my best, but I still couldn't do it if six people had one each."

Three days later, Ma Qi saw Scarface again. Scarface seemed to be in a good mood today?

Scary Eyes curiously stepped forward and picked up a short assault rifle modified by March, and pulled the bolt. Although it looked a bit strange on the outside, he knew it should be fine and usable in terms of the feel.

"How did you do it?" Scarface was really surprised now. In the past few days, he had been instilling the absolute concept of loyalty to himself in the cannon fodder assigned to him, which was quite successful, so his mood seemed to have improved a little.

After all, Scarface is an old gunman who has been playing with guns for many years. He is not Ethan, so he naturally understands what kind of changes have been made to these guns.

"Some of the little tricks in Vanke products are not advanced technology." Ma Qi said indifferently, "The light machine gun uses a rifle magazine. Although it needs to be reloaded more frequently, it is better than nothing. Of course you We need to find someone to reload the magazine."

Scarface smiled and said nothing. He was really happy now. He liked the feeling of having someone under his control.

"What about the others?" Scarface asked, "I remember I gave you more than that."

March knew he couldn't get around this, but fortunately he was prepared. Even if Scarface agreed to his request, he would definitely ask about it during the final acceptance.

So he "remade" the discarded parts, but last time he turned the prototype into a real thing, this time he turned the discarded parts into a prototype.

They are all tricks to fool people, and Ma Qi doesn't mind playing them a few more times, just as he needs to use these small tricks to familiarize himself with his abilities.

"Can't it be used?" Scarface held up the sniper rifle on the side. Ma Qi really hasn't touched this big killer weapon. How did it come from and why is it here now.

"There are no bullets, and it can't use the little tricks I mentioned," Madge said as if he didn't speak the same language. "Maybe boss, you can use this thing as your own collection. I remember this." The model has good collectible value.”

"Really? You know everything." Scarface glanced at Ma Qi, and he realized that he couldn't see through this kid since he hadn't been here for a few days.

"Well, Scarface is a reasonable person. Although you didn't do what I said for six people and one gun for each person, you did a good enough job." Scarface said with a smile, "Your loyalty has won With Scarface’s trust, you are welcome to join, dear Brother March.”

"The Holy Lord will guide us forward." March returned to the fanatic role he gave himself.

Scarface brought people to take away all the usable and non-usable weapons. He seemed very satisfied. Of course, on the question of why there were no shotguns and grenade launchers, he looked at the seven weapons made by Madge using his symbiote ability. Ling Baluo used it to cover up the truth, but he didn't ask any questions.

Just outside the house, when Scarface walked to the jeep carrying six fanatical cannon fodders, he stopped and turned his head to look at Amele behind him.

"Stupid donkey, take them to our car." Scarface's face turned unsightly, "The one named Ma Qi was too strange. I felt uneasy, so I took him out and buried him somewhere on the road."

"Okay, boss." Ami Le was stunned for a moment, and then agreed without saying a word. However, when he lowered his head and turned back to the house to pick up someone, his expression became a little uncharacteristically entangled and contradictory.

The yellow sand was long and the sun was shining brightly. Ethan and March were brought out.

At first, he followed Scarface's car, but then he suddenly turned in front of a sand dune and headed to the shade.

Amele pointed the gun at Ma Qi and Ethan, gesturing for them to get out of the car.

The moment he got off the car, Ethan said to Madge: "Is this part of your plan?"

Ma Qi shook his head. He had thought about this kind of development, but he never thought that Scarface could actually smile one second and kill them the next.

Could it be that performing too well actually irritated him?

What Ma Qi was thinking was that he had directly guessed the truth. He had indeed performed so well that Scarface had murderous intentions. It was not all suspicion, but Scarface felt that he could not control such a smart person, and he did not want to Keeping such talents here makes it easier for others.

Then find a place to deal with it outside. Thank you for repairing the gun for me, dear Brother March.

March still underestimated the moody personalities of the extremists, or he made a wrong move from the beginning. Scarface was not a serious believer, and the so-called Holy Lord was just a tool they used to brainwash the cannon fodder.

Amele pointed the gun at the two of them.

"Hold your head and kneel down." Ami Le's tone was cold, and he finally decided to carry out the order given to him by Scarface.

This is going to come true. Ma Qi is a little helpless. This is really inconsistent with his plan. The plan to gain the initiative by using the scarred face has been aborted before taking the first step.

"Stupid donkey, if I were you, I wouldn't do this now." Ma Qi did not follow Ami Le's request and looked at him calmly.

The muzzle of the gun that was originally leaning towards Ethan immediately turned and was pointed at March. This was what March wanted. It was one thing for him to use Ethan as a bargaining chip before, but he couldn't do it too cruelly and push the opponent deeper. You can't take him in the fire pit.

He has his principles.

"Raise your hands, hold your head, and squat down." Ami Le ordered Ma Qi.

"Okay, okay, don't get excited, why don't you raise your hands and surrender..." Ma Qi slowly raised his hands under the aim of the rifle, but he suddenly said something for no reason, "Hey, stupid donkey, Do you know what it feels like to hit someone with a shotgun at close range?"

Before Amele could react to what was going on, Ma Qi, who was already charging up his strength, instantly turned his right hand into the shotgun fused in his body.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!

The palm of his hand deformed into a shotgun and fired five bullets in one breath. Ami Le's figure became a specimen textbook for interpreting the concept of bloody flesh. Under the sudden attack and the impact of the shotgun, Ami Le screamed in agony. Unable to make a sound, he lay on his back on the ground. After his body twitched a few times, blood seeped out from many parts of his body and slowly spread on the ground, losing the last trace of life.

His face was full of disbelief and disbelief, and his ferocious expression explained to people the meaning of the word "die with eyes open".

Ethan, who was squatting with his head on one side before, fell directly to the ground when the gunshots were fired. However, after several gunshots, he found that he was still intact and slowly got up from the ground.

What he saw was Ami Le who had expired, and Ma Qi who was lying on the ground gasping for breath.

Ma Qi looked at Ami Le's body. Although he was not a stranger, he had known him for a few days, but just now, he had taken his life away.

Did he do something wrong? No, if he doesn't kill the other person, the law will kill him. This is a chaotic place, an extra-legal place where traditional moral concepts and sound legal constraints do not exist.

This was the first time he had hurt someone, and it didn't feel good, but he knew that if he continued to search for clues to family hatred, this kind of thing would happen in the future.

Especially in this terrible environment now.

"Where did you hide the gun?" Ethan knew that March must be uncomfortable at this time, so he decided to talk about something to distract March.

"Inside the fourth-dimensional pocket." Ma Qi replied with a weak smile. He really needed to distract his attention, no matter what. "Does the blue civet cat know?"

"That's not a civet cat. If you do this, you will be said that you are not serious about reading the story." Ethan came over and patted March on the shoulder, with an expression of nostalgia for the past. "I have bought comics for my children before, but it is a Japanese version. , the children can’t understand, so I can only tell them one story at a time.”

"Then you are such a good father. Your child must be very happy." Ma Qi answered casually.

Ethan shook his head. He did not continue the topic and reached out to Madge, who raised his hand to hold it.

With a hand and some strength, Madge stood up from the ground.

"Are you okay?" Ethan asked, looking at Madge. Madge's breathing had gradually calmed down. "I hope you have a backup contingency plan."

March nodded. There was no plan, but he had an idea that seemed to be true.